Haath daal diya mujhe feel hua k uski choot se kuch nikal raha tha wo pura area geela ho gaya tha mene ek finger uske ander daal di to uske mu se awaj...nikli alok aaahhhh fir khud mera tha pakda. use aage push karne lagi use maza aa raha tha but mujhe nahi thodi der me jab mene haath bahar nikala to meri finger or uska kuch white pani lag gaya tha bohot sara yaakkk mene uska rumaal liya or apna haath saaf kiya pehli baat mene usko ese dekha tha wo bohot garam ho gai thi mera to mann tha k use. He pulled on them too, all of which made me moan aloud in delight. As he was playing with my tits I grabbed his prick and slowly stroked his cock letting him know I was enjoying what he was doing to me. After five minutes or more, as my dad was fondling my tits, he said to me in quiet tone, "Cady, can I suck on your tits?" I bit my lower lip and just nodded yes. I knew if my dad could fondle my tits this good, he probably could suck my tits to the point of making me orgasm! My dad pulled. We lay there a while watching and idly twirling our fingers in each other's pubic hair with our free hands until Mrs Tabbycat decided she needed to get something or other from her bag on the floor at the foot of the bed. Getting to her knees, she scooted up the bed and leaned over the bed end and started rummaging in the bag. Now, I'm a randy old sod at times and the sight of her, kneeling with her bum in the air; pussy slit facing me with its lips slightly agape spurred me into action! Getting. . "hi Daddy! hi Em! Jenn didn't look like she always looked in the morning. usually she looked sleepy eyed and slow, and usually wore some flannel pajama pants and a big tshirt... but this morning she looked totally awake and had a glow about her. to both mine and Emilys shock, she was wearing just a tight spaghetti strap tank top and some small string bikini panties! Emily and i looked at each other with a grin and all my worries went away that Jenn had been somehow ruined by what went on.